Chapter 1345 After She Died

"I want to see you, it can be regarded as... to make a break."

Su Xiangwan remained silent.

Song Ziming seemed to be afraid that she would think too much, and hurriedly explained: "Don't worry, I won't hurt you, I just want... I want to talk to you."

Su Xiangwan lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice, "I probably don't have anything to talk to Mr. Song about."

Song Ziming opened his mouth and couldn't help but said, "Do you remember the past?"

Su Xiangwan didn't know how he remembered it, but she still replied firmly, "I remember."

Song Ziming was in a daze, she really remembered...

"I... Let's meet again, okay? I have something to say." Song Ziming spoke slowly, pleading in his voice.

Su Xiangwan glanced at the time, and simply said, "Tell me the location."

Song Ziming was overjoyed, and quickly said the address, and then came to pick her up again.

Su Xiangwan refused directly, and then hung up the phone.

After removing her makeup and changing her clothes, Su Xiangwan got into the car.

Xiang Yi was a little worried and said, "What does Song Ziming want to do?"

Su Xiangwan said softly, "It's nothing more than unwillingness."

She wasn't worried that Song Ziming would harm her. After all, he had given up his life to save her in the fire, so there was no need to hurt her again.

What's more, even if he is discharged from the hospital, he must be unable to move, even if he does it, it will not be at this time.

She actually knew what he was going to do when he saw her.

It was nothing more than that he remembered the past and couldn't accept it for a while, so he had a lot to say to her.

She thought, that's all.

He should be relieved too.

So it's okay to see you.

An hour later, Su Xiangwan arrived at the agreed place, and Song Ziming had already arrived.

After talking briefly with Xiang Yi, Su Xiangwan walked over wearing sunglasses.

Song Ziming was wearing a silver-gray suit, meticulous in every detail, looking mature and steady yet quite gentle.

After Su Xiangwan took his seat, Song Ziming said softly, "Have something to drink."

"Lemon juice."

Soon, the waiter brought up lemon juice.

"Mr. Song, you might as well just speak up if you have something to say." Su Xiangwan got straight to the point, not intending to greet him politely.

Song Ziming's gaze fell on her face, and he said after a while, "I've been dreaming a lot lately."

Not only dreamed of those pictures they used to be together.

He also dreamed of his embarrassment after she died.

At that time, he had already become the undisputed helm of the Song family, and countless women flocked to him.

Li Qingqing had been with him for many years at that time, but she had always been considered gentle and careless.

But to be honest, he despised her.

Whether it's appearance or talent, Li Qingqing is not his favorite type.

With his status at that time, he would not marry an actress who had no status and background but was already aging and fading.

He never thought of marrying her, but he would definitely look for someone else.

But day after day, he would always compare the women he had seen with Su Xiangwan.

After returning home late at night, I always feel that the house is very deserted.

When she was here before, he didn't feel anything, even bored.

But the coldness was getting better day by day, and the hatred in her eyes before she died made him a little flustered.

He thought it would get better with time, but the longer the time, the more he would recall their past years.

He remembered the first time he met her, and he even remembered the promises he made to trick her.

She remembered that every late night she would always light this lamp to wait for him to come back, and she remembered that even though she was obviously wronged, she always pretended to be strong.